My name is Shiva Ventrapvissa, I lived in an orphanage when I was young but now all I do is work to survive this life. Paris is my bestfriend at the same time I love him but he doesn’t know about how I feel , I also know he doesn’t like me because we are “just” friends that’s all. “Hmpff, here change your clothes it doesn’t fit in you” Paris grabbed the clothes, as he was changing his clothes he thought of all the things that had happened. “Why am I here in this kind of place? I was about to shoot by my Lord.”
After he change his clothes, once in a while he thought of all the things he saw while passing by, He knew all of the things though something in his mind made him feel like, “Why is this happening? Like I remember everything even in the ancient times, how could this be? I’m just a normal soldier but…” Suddenly Shiva showed up and gave him a fright “Holy cow!” Paris yelled. “Hahahahaha, seriously do I look like a monster to you? Follow me we have to baked these bread and we still have more work to do” Shiva talk while her face is getting red and turned around. “Shiva..” Paris whispered “What now little buddy?” while massaging the dough “Uhmm, do you really know me? I mean who am I?” Paris replied with a calm voice. “ Of course but why are you asking that things, don’t tell me you got amnesia or any disease from any accidents” Shiva replied with a worried tone of voice. “Oh, just nothing, I’m just curious about myself, how I acted to others. Let’s go we have to finish this on time.”
